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”Little Seven will ultimately be back. He must have improved after experiencing what he had. That… will put my mind at ease.” Ji Yu kowtowed and looked up with a faint smile. ”I have been assigning my subordinates to follow him. News from Xuanyuan state that he entered the Regent King's residence… Your Majesty…”
”Oh?” As Zhan Beiye listened to Ji Yu, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right. As he was in deep thought, he gave a casual reply.
”King of Han is in Xuanyuan. Moreover,” Ji Yu paused. His next line was earth-shattering, but it corroborated with the doubt that flashed by Zhan Beiye's mind. ”I have a hunch that the newly-crowned Xuanyuan Empress is her!”
Zhan Beiye shot up in an instant, and he overturned the heap of documents stacked up in front of him.
”How dare she!”
At the same moment that Zhan Beiye flipped his table over, on a faintly discernible mountain far away, someone simultaneously gently raised an overturned table.
”You have made tremendous progress, and in no time, I will no longer rival you.” In a jade shelter, Zhangsun Wuji smiled and corrected the position of the table that was utterly disfigured by Tai Yan. Reaching out his hand, he asked, ”I admit my defeat, can we stop now?”
Although Tai Yan clad herself in pink, her face was turning green in outrage. A few moments later, she spoke through gritted teeth. ”Zhangsun Wuji, can you not be so gross? I have said it a million times - I don't need your mercy!”
Choosing not to speak, Zhangsun Wuji smiled and walked towards a fence, and he glanced far away into the distance with slightly furrowed eyebrows. Beside him, mist ascended from the field of jade-white snow lotuses in dense fumes and meandered around him like a flattering brocade, showcasing his handsome features and grand presence which was similar to that of an immortal.
”You can choose whether you want it; I decide on whether I do it.” He could always use the simplest tone to drive Tai Yan mad, and he casually brushed his sleeves and walked away in smiles. ”If you're unhappy, just jump off the cliff.”
He left the enraged Tai Yan behind and walked away. When he turned at the corner of the corridor, he saw a green-clothed elder who was smiling. Immediately, he bowed respectfully.
”Teacher.”
The elder smiled at him, but his expression switched between a huge grin and nothingness. ”Competing with Tai Yan again?”
Zhangsun Wuji smiled. ”Junior Sister's progress is astounding by the day. I am happy for her too.”
However, the elder frowned. ”Tai Yan's talent is limited. She will neither end up as the extraordinary genius of our sect, nor the one to bring our sect to greater heights.”
Zhangsun Wuji remained quiet.
The elder stared at him, and his eyes resembled the misty surroundings of the mountain. With an emotionless tone, he asked, ”You're still unwilling?”
After a moment of silence, Zhangsun Wuji answered, ”Teacher's Junior Brother and his successors are central figures who have experienced many years in the mortal realm. They should…”
”That's my own issue.” The elder interrupted him and gazed at him for a long while. ”Wuji, you have always been my favorite disciple, and you have never let me down all this while. Why is it that only a year has passed and you have changed so much?”
”I am guilt-ridden for disappointing you.” Zhangsun Wuji spoke no more. He brushed his robes to the side and knelt on the cold and wet jade floor.
Leaning forward, the elder looked at the gentle yet dignified composure of his favorite disciple, and his expression turned to one of anger. A while later, he waved his sleeve coldly.
”You'll reflect here then! Get up only when you have come to your senses.”
Still, in smiles, Zhangsun Wuji gently bent over in the moist and cold weather.
”Yes.”
All good luck belonged to Meng Fuyao. The unfortunate mishaps only happened to her unfortunate suitors.